Our destinies are all subtly intertwined,
We are same words on different lines;
We are the origin and the end,
A strangely bound, amorphous blend.
We are unified on the spiritual plane,
As one of God’s countless grains.
See closely, for inside you and me,
Dwells the same spirit as God’s be.
Our disparities I don’t seem to recognize,
For what relevance have they,
As long as the soul and mind synchronize.
We are one trail of many thoughts,
Reappearing as we connect the dots.